O let me go, Voronezh, O return me:
You will drop me, Voronezh, or neglect me,
You will let fall me down or put me back, —
Voronezh — whim, Voronezh — raven, knife...
Пусти меня, отдай меня, Воронеж:
Уронишь ты меня иль проворонишь,
Ты выронишь меня или вернешь, —
Воронеж — блажь, Воронеж — ворон, нож...
«You’ll vanish in the tall grass, toe to head, / You’ll enter the silent house without knocking. / She’ll wrap her arms around you and her braid, / And she’ll say, stately, “Well, hello, king! Look, here is my bower of white roses, / And here a bindweed bloomed yesterday. / Where...»
«The memory of sun weakens in my heart, / grass turns yellow, / wind blows the early flakes of snow / lightly, lightly. / / Already the narrow canals have stopped flowing; / water freezes. / Nothing will ever happen here — / not ever! / / Against the empty sky the willow opens...»
«When my mother dear sent me / Off to the army, / Then my kinfolk also came, / Came a-running: "Where are you going to, my lad? / Where you going? / Vanya, Vanya, please don't go / Into the army! "The Red Army has enough / Bayonets. / The Bolshevik...»
«(A narrative poem) Tra - ta - ta - turn! / Tra - ta - ta - turn! / Marching, marching, marching, marching, / Into chains of iron the links are forming, / In a thundering step they go grimly on, / go grimly on, / go on, / go on / To the last, the main redoubt. Main Street is frantic...»